(It's Friday again and this blog may start to be getting a little green & furry on the edges from sitting on the backshelf for so long. I do want
you to know that I really do appreciate your clicking on my random ramblings. Thank you. Now go read & comment on a fresher blog than mine.)
It’s a rainy afternoon here in the Big Apple and the hands on the clock couldn’t move any slower if they worked at the DMV. I just grabbed a cup of really bad free coffee (too lazy to go downstairs
to Starbucks) from the office swill machine so I thought I would toss a few things up at the wall and see what stuck.
I travel WAY TOO MUCH for work. This week I did a quick overnight trip down to Hotlanta & back. One of the side benefits (or detractions as the case may be) of all this travel is that it gives me a
lot of time to think. Probably too much time to think. I start thinking about what might have been, what should have been, what I should have said, what I should have done and things like that but that is neither here nor there and really should be kept for
another blog on another day. But I digress….
As I was driving through the various Atlanta traffic jams (which are nowhere near as bad as the traffic jams in NYC so quit complaining ) I was thinking about what I could write about. I had a lot
of great ideas too. Alas, I didn’t take any notes (because driving & texting isn’t safe) and since I have a Memento like short term memory, I can’t remember any of them now but I do know they were insightful & funny. (you can stop reading here – I am sure
that this blog will only get worse)
Now I may have been born a yankee but I do have some southern roots. Southerners don’t try to hide their crazy relatives in the attic, they proudly display them for all to see and I have more than
few that could easily be put upon that pedestal. That being said, it was still a surprise to my client when I ordered pulled pork sliders, sweet potato fries & sweet tea for lunch the other day. I told them that all that was missing from this being a complete
meal was some cornbread. I also made sure to slip in a few “Y’all’s” during the rest of the meal just to drive my point home.
I do have to admit, I have made a point of never trying to be too “New York” when I travel from city to city looking for business. The only time I even played up my “New York Connection” in the past
was at a panel discussion in . When I was introduced as coming from , the entire front table turned in unison and said “ New York City ?!?!?” like I was some kind of Pace Picante Sauce ad. It got laughs and it gave me a few extra seconds of credibility. (I
hate that whenever I cut & paste a blog with city names in it, they all get blanked out when they first get posted !)
Speaking of credibility, my Oscar picks for this weekend have none. I have not seen a single one of the movies nominated this year. In fact, I think the last “adult’ movie (and get your minds out of
the gutter) I saw in a theater was “The Hangover”. (see, you didn’t have to get that far out of the gutter, did you ?) Movies that aren’t for kids generally run me about $150 when you count in tickets, popcorn, dinner & a babysitter and no movie coming out
of Hollywood these days is worth that much. I can wait for the netflix envelope to show up instead. So without seeing the movies, I am not even going to begin to try and contemplate a menu that plays off of the favorite in each category. I’ll stick to eating
ice cream, commenting on how bad everyone looks and watching the commercials.
I currently have 2,030 unopened emails according to Outlook Inbox. There is no way that is right. I have ignored a lot more people than that.
I stayed in an Embassy Suites hotel this trip because you get two rooms for the price of one and a free breakfast. A picture of said breakfast is down below. At least I got the second room.
It wasn’t this trip but on another trip last year, my Embassy Suites Breakfast “Chef” proudly told me that he had come in 6th in the 3rd season of Hell’s Kitchen. I congratulated him and then went
to Cracker Barrel instead.
I just found out that there is a Cracker Barrel not too far from my house and that it has been there for years. Hello Uncle Herschel. Why have you been hiding from me all these years ?
After I saw what I looked like this morning in the mirror, I really wished I was a vampire.
Of course Edward Cullen obviously could see himself in a mirror. Hair doesn’t get that fabulous all by itself.
Speaking of hair, JUSTIN BIEBER GOT A HAIRCUT. You may now resume your normal activities.
It was my daughter’s birthday this past Monday. She wore her tiara from the time she woke up until the time she went to bed. (She’s 11) She requested we make her my famous (at least to me) Stoneridge
Stir Fry, a yellow cake with pink icing and a “mocktail”. Her name is Amity so we named her drink “The Amit-ini”. Daddy scored big points – see photos below.
Not to pat myself on the back too much because I usually throw out my shoulder when I do but I when I went to a restaurant this past weekend in Ketchum, Idaho, the first thing I noticed on the menu
was a Cherry Balsamic Duck (see previous blog). I also heard the waitress tell the next table that it was the chef’s favorite dish to cook which means they ordered way too much of it or they weren’t selling enough of it. Either way, no one at our table ordered
it since we were all still basking in the memory of my most excellent rendition of this dish. (well, maybe just I was but let me live out this fantasy)
I need to buy a new car this weekend. My electric blue 5 speed rocket sled is slowly giving up the ghost and it’s only a matter of time before she says Boo. I normally rent Dodge Chargers when I travel
but recently I have started renting SUV’s and Crossovers to see what I might want to buy. I got a Dodge Journey this last trip. When I had the 3rd row of seats up I almost felt like I should be in carline at school but it has satellite radio and I was cranking
Radio Margaritaville so all was okay.
Now just because I talked about this & that doesn’t mean that you have to talk about this & that. We can talk about whatever you want to talk about. I’ll try to answer from the train on my 2 hour commute
home but odds are I will fall asleep and wake up just as we get to my stop and I won’t have any idea where I am.
And make sure that you stop by next time when we talk about my upcoming vacation and all the fabulous food I am going to eat.